Two Roads

By hedgehog1

Wed, 31 May 2017
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I was in aTenovus writing class and was asked to use the first line of "The road not taken" by Robert Frost to write a poem. This was my eventual poem.

Two roads diverged into a yellow wood

They meet at this place just where I am stood

I've been here before and then walked away

I've decided this time It's here I must stay

They meet at the place where I used to call home

For twenty long years I left there to roam

 

My mind was in turmoil as I wandered astray

Redundant and homeless I just couldn't stay

For hundreds of miles I've travelled this land

Working occasionally but with nothing planned

I've stayed under the stars and in many a town

On cardboard and pallets to get my head down

 

It's hard when your homeless to live on the streets

Where dark alleys are places where things are discreet

I see people who burgle and beg when awake

Others who cheat you and find things to take

I've grown tired of this life and have now returned

Where two roads diverge to the place that I spurned

 

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Submitted by celticman on

the road less travelled is often unseen. Thanks for giving this little glean. 

 

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Good evening celticman,

Your words are very apt for my offering.

Thank you.

Edward (hedgehog1)

 

Submitted by Ladylily on

Little gem of a poem Edward. I suppose we all end-up back where we started. I read your poem as though you have gone back to Heaven, where you can from. Written expertly, and certainly a rhyme wizard. Love it! X

LadyLily

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Good morning Ladylily,

I've an empathy with people who live on the streets. The saying "there for the grace of God go I" is very apt. Thank you so much for your kind comments and your are so right, we all must leave this world and return from whence we came. I had that in mind when I wrote it.

Edward (hedgehog1) XXx